"Dirty?"


    Fu Jiabei raised the girl''s pointed chin with his hand, lowered his head, and his eyes fell heavily on her lips.


    The lip flap was wiped hard by the girl. It was red and swollen, but it was more ambiguous under the light of the bar.


    "HMM... dirty, sobbing..."


    Zeng Mingyue is still immersed in the anger of being taken advantage of. Although this is not her first kiss, she has not been touched by other boys since she was young, except for the wrong kiss with the male god.


    At the thought of being taken advantage of by a strange man just now, she was very depressed.


    "Let me wipe it for you."


    Depressed, Zeng Mingyue heard the male god''s low and soothing voice. He raised his hand and gently touched her lips with his fingers.


    Zeng Mingyue trembled and stared at Fu Jiabei with a pair of water eyes. Her face quickly spread through layers of blush, and her whole person was floating.


    The girl was stunned, dull, red faced, and looked very clever. It was the usual way in her memory.


    Fu Jiabei gently hooked up the lower lip corner and raised his eyebrows. "Do you still feel dirty?"


    Zeng Mingyue felt very strange. He felt very sad just now that his lips were gently wiped, but he could only feel the touch and breath that he remained there.


    She blushed and her heart beat. The whole person was intoxicated. Where else could she feel other emotions? What just happened has long been forgotten.


    She shook her head vaguely, smiled foolishly, and felt more drunk because of the smell of wine.


    "Silly."


    Fu Jiabei didn''t want to tell her that he was the one who just took advantage of the opportunity. He felt very interesting watching the girl tangled and depressed, and because he was happy with his touch.


    Touching Zeng Mingyue''s head, Fu Jiabei took Zeng Mingyue''s hand.


    "Come with me."


    He said and led her upstairs. Zeng Mingyue followed her step by step.


    She didn''t come back until she followed him outside the box upstairs. Remember to ask him.


    "Where are you taking me?"


    Fu Jiabei looked back at her and thought the girl was really stupid.


    In such a chaotic place as the bar, I asked her to follow me, so I obediently followed me. When I got here, I remembered to ask. If it was a bad person, there would be no bones left for her to cheat.


    He intended to frighten her, suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her to a corner outside the box.


    In the dark corner, Zeng Mingyue was lost and shrank in the corner of the wall. Fu Jiabei''s tall and straight body pressed up.


    "What do you think?"


    His voice is dangerous.


    But Zeng Mingyue didn''t seem to feel the slightest danger. She trusted him 100% and shrank there obediently with ignorant and dependent eyes.


    She shook her head. "I don''t know. You can actually go anywhere."


    Then he smiled foolishly, looking very happy.


    That kind of trust and dependence stunned Fu Jiabei. He felt as if he had been forcibly bumped by something, and there was a wave of strange feelings.


    "Oh, you can go anywhere. Aren''t you afraid I''ll sell you?"


    He narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked her flushed cheek with his thumb.


    Zeng Mingyue''s cheeks reddened. She seemed to think for a moment. Finally, she nodded.


    "Will you sell me? Can I sell myself to you? Just you?"


    Her eyes were filled with joy and expectation. The girl''s mind was written into her eyes because she was drunk.


    Fu Jiabei was completely stunned and stared at Zeng Mingyue''s expression, from stunned to surprised, and finally suddenly.


    He had never been in love before, and he had never paid special attention and interest to the relationship between men and women.


    As Sumi said, it''s really not enlightened. Once upon a time, many girls expressed their love to him, but he never took it to heart.


    Their likes have nothing to do with him. He even feels bored.


    But now, for the first time, he felt that he was liked by a girl and trusted by her wholeheartedly.


    It doesn''t seem so bad, even some sweet ones.


    "You want to sell yourself to me?"


    Fu Jiabei suddenly smiled and continued to touch the girl''s cheek.


    Zeng Mingyue became more and more drunk. She felt that everything was like a dream since she met the male god tonight, and she didn''t want to wake up from the dream.


    She nodded heavily, "uh huh!"


    Her silly appearance made Fu Jiabei laugh again. The girl was obviously not very sober.


    The original woman was drunk. It was so interesting. He picked his eyebrows and his voice was very pleasant.


    "Sell it to me. I''ll be your master. Let''s hear it."


    "Master..."


    Zeng Mingyue immediately hiccupped and shouted softly.


    Fu Jiabei''s eyes darkened and suddenly squeezed the girl''s waist heavily.


    "Oh, now tell the owner why you deleted the owner''s wechat? Huh?"


    The pain made Zeng Mingyue''s eyes float a thin mist. She looked at the handsome man who was obviously angry, blinked and shed tears.


    "Sobbing, I don''t want to delete..."


    Zeng Mingyue still remembered deleting wechat because it was too painful for her. She still remembered that she deleted the wechat of male god.


    Feeling and male god cut everything off again, and she was depressed and drunk.


    Thinking of myself, the pain in my heart poured out again, and tears fell in a row through the strength of wine.


    "If you don''t want to delete it, why delete it?"


    Jiabei stroked the girl''s rolling tears. The warm tears fell on her finger belly and felt hot.


    He asked coaxing.


    Zeng Mingyue sobbed and shook her head, "I don''t want to add trouble to him if I want to delete it. I''m afraid... I''m afraid I can''t control myself..."


    Hearing her say this, Fu Jiabei only felt a touch in his heart, and then the whole heart seemed to be soaked by the girl''s tears, some sour and astringent soft.


    He stared at her for a moment, stepped back slightly, and did not press her against the cold wall again.


    Instead, he took her in his arms and let her lean against herself.


    "Really stupid..."


    Fu Jiabei sighed softly. He raised his right hand and rubbed her hair. He was a little compassionate, just like his sister before, but it seemed a little different.


    But isn''t she just stupid, as her friend said.


    The things about Zeng''s family did not cause him any trouble or trouble at all.


    But she kept it in her heart and would rather wronged herself than disturb him.


    But she made him feel pure love from her, a feeling of being protected by this little thing.


    It''s a wonderful feeling.


    "Zeng Mingyue? When did you like me?"


    Fu Jiabei held the girl''s delicate body and suddenly wondered about the problem.


    But after he asked, he didn''t get her answer. He looked down and couldn''t help laughing. The girl leaned against his chest, closed her eyes comfortably and fell asleep directly.